July 12, 2016, 03:27 PM
Eyes had drastically changed the way in which Rannoch went about living his short-lived life. Despite him only having the gift of sight for less than 24 hours, the young boy felt as if he had discovered an entirely new world. He was lay at the side of his mother and brother for hours on end, taking the time to simply look and take in his newly revealed surroundings. One of his favorite things to look at was his brother. He would look upon his soot-covered brother, interested in everything that he did. Though this fascination would fade with time, the dust-covered Frostfur found that doing this calmed him more than anything. Before having sight, he would have to rely on his brother’s touch to assure him that Cypress hadn’t vanished. With sight, a simple glance could send his sudden fears fleeting.
The afternoon in the whelping den came with a sudden awakening. His eyes flew open as the soot sprite rolled in his direction, mysterious cries falling from his brother’s mouth. It wasn’t the normal mid-night whine that occasionally woke him-- no, it was much different. Milky blue eyes sought his brother’s face as a look of concern overcame his features. Something was wrong, that much he knew, but it took him more than a brief moment to realize what had happened. His eyes fell upon the blurred view of his brother’s eyes. Though he did not correlate his brother’s eyes with seeing just yet, he knew the the two milky gems were a new addition to his brother’s face.
In an attempt to both calm his brother and explore, the youngest of the duo thrusted his pudgy snout in the direction of his brother’s eyes and sniffed heavily. While he hoped to calm his brother, he also hoped to figure out just what had happened to his brother’s face.
The afternoon in the whelping den came with a sudden awakening. His eyes flew open as the soot sprite rolled in his direction, mysterious cries falling from his brother’s mouth. It wasn’t the normal mid-night whine that occasionally woke him-- no, it was much different. Milky blue eyes sought his brother’s face as a look of concern overcame his features. Something was wrong, that much he knew, but it took him more than a brief moment to realize what had happened. His eyes fell upon the blurred view of his brother’s eyes. Though he did not correlate his brother’s eyes with seeing just yet, he knew the the two milky gems were a new addition to his brother’s face.
In an attempt to both calm his brother and explore, the youngest of the duo thrusted his pudgy snout in the direction of his brother’s eyes and sniffed heavily. While he hoped to calm his brother, he also hoped to figure out just what had happened to his brother’s face.
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petroica traversi - by Cypress - July 12, 2016, 01:39 AM
RE: petroica traversi - by Rannoch’s Ghost - July 12, 2016, 03:27 PM
RE: petroica traversi - by Cypress - July 12, 2016, 06:17 PM
RE: petroica traversi - by Rannoch’s Ghost - July 14, 2016, 09:20 AM
RE: petroica traversi - by Cypress - July 15, 2016, 11:36 PM
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RE: petroica traversi - by Rannoch’s Ghost - July 20, 2016, 01:20 PM
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RE: petroica traversi - by Rannoch’s Ghost - July 27, 2016, 07:37 AM